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Cleverly Evading Schoolwork (Prom Dresses, Latin, and Jumping Spiders)

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Cleverly Evading Schoolwork (Prom Dresses, Latin, and Jumping Spiders)

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I have reading to do for school, but Bobby is making breakfast, and it seems silly to start something when I'll have to walk away in a few minutes, right? That's my excuse anyway.

I didn't want to mash this stuff in with my post for Aunt Lil, as this is comparatively frivolous. I beg pardon of my flist for the two posts in close proximity.

This weekend, I spent more time in malls than I think I have spent in the past year. The reason is one I thought I was long-ago rid of: I needed a prom dress! Yes, the handsome self-contained teacher has asked me to prom. ;) Okay ... in reality, Bobby and I are chaperoning, and my 30-year-old self will no longer fit into the gowns I wore when I was in high school.

I don't like malls. I probably spent too much time in them as a kid, going every blessed night with my parents. First we went to Westminister Town Mall and completely struck out; aside from a dozen dresses in Deb, there wasn't a single prom dress in sight. I guess Carroll County girls don't go to proms?

Friday was "Earth Day" at school, which actually translates to staff-clean-the-school-day-while-the-students-are-technically-supposed-to-help-but-mostly-don't. So I was already pooped and didn't feel like a completely futile walk around the mall. Alas.

After Aunt Lil's funeral, we were in White Marsh and so stopped at the much larger White Marsh Mall. Between going for myself and going with Erin, I've probably been dress shopping here a dozen times. Most of the stores have gotten rid of their prom dresses. :^| Macy's had some; they had a pretty white gown with black lace trim, but the only dress in my size, the zipper was so jammed that I couldn't even unzip it enough to get the dress on. The mall was crowded and hot and I was still in my funeral clothes and so extra-uncomfortable as a result.

The mall does have a store that specializes in formal clothes for women, and we finally found something there. (I offered to do this on my own, but Bobby insisted on going with me, brave man that he is.) The dress I ended up getting is very Roman-looking and, of course, red. Yes, I'll post pictures when the time comes. ;)

Bobby and I are auditing an elementary Latin course this summer via the Mythgard Institute. We've both wanted to learn basic Latin for some time now--enough that we can fumble through translations of primary source texts--and this opportunity seemed too perfect to pass up. I'm really excited about it. The only bad thing is that I will have pretty much turned in my paper for this current course and I will be starting the Latin course. This semester's class, the History of Pop Culture, has been somewhat disappointing. Turns out it is an urban studies course, which has proven interesting in some regards but in no way includes anything that I could see myself studying in the future. My paper is on the relationship between agriculture and urbanization in the mid- to late 20th century, which is the most interesting topic I could muster and is probably telling that I ended up finagling a rural studies topic into an urban studies course. But the reason I took the course was to get a stronger understanding of the history of popular media--which I assumed would be a part of any pop culture course--so I could apply it in the context of fan studies. Pfft.

This morning, I was working at my desk and looked over at the wall, and there was a jumping spider there! I like spiders in general but really enjoy jumping spiders; I had one as a companion in my study two years ago. I might never see this one again, but I'm hoping I do. I'm also hoping it eats some of the brown mamorated stinkbugs that perennially invade the house.

This post was originally posted on Dreamwidth and, using my Felagundish Elf magic, crossposted to LiveJournal. You can comment here or there!

  • Eeek. I used to love shopping, hate it now. Your description of hunting for your prom dress has exhausted me. Time for a nap. Hahaha - I'm sort of kidding. ;)

    I adore jumping spiders! We have an abundance of the little black & white fellows here. I'm glad you share my enthusiasm for the little creatures! :)
  • Better you than me when it comes to the spiders. *shudders*

    I love Latin! I studied it throughout high school and college. If you or Bobby should want a little help understanding anything, or if you would enjoy seeing silly sentences from my high school Latin I book, just let me know.
  • I hate clothes shopping. It's why I'm so glad I sew.

    You know, in my old SCA group we had one young lady who'd basically grown up in the SCA. She actually wore some of her nicest court garb for her prom dress!

  • Buying clothes: *bored* or *irritated* depending on whether I'm alone or with the girls. And clothes in Buenos Aires are insultingly expensive so we try to take advantage of sales when we are abroad.

    Latin: three years at the university when I was studying History. The first year it was a lot of fun. I remember commuting by train repeating accusatives and genitives, the second year got tougher (Cicero and Ovid among others). I found my ceiling in the third year (crashed into the ceiling I should say) when we had to translate Livy and Tacitus. I could never find the way! Luckily that was the last course. Still a useful experience, though.
  • (Chuckling...) Oh dear - Carroll County girls are most assuredly addicted to PROMS! Go? Oh my yes they do!!! The dresses are amazing, if not over-priced. At this point I'm glad you found one because the only places where they might still lurk around here are the thrift stores! They even have an annual Prom dress collection and then offer them to under-privileged young ladies who could not otherwise afford to buy a new prom dress.
    Personally I'm more interested in "Drive Your Tractor to School Day".....What a hoot!

    As for that young man's evaluation of you... Think back on the issues you had with those other 2 teachers who didn't have time for a student.
  • I hate clothes shopping. I also ended up at a mall over the weekend - quite unusual for me - but at least I was only getting a new pair of Nike shoes since my old pair had separating soles and were dangerous to wear. Clothing? No - I'll run screaming.

    I think you'll look lovely in red, Bobby's a lucky man.

    - Erulisse (one L)
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